“Uh oh.”

“What? What is it?”

“Err, it’s nothing really.”

“Nothing? That didn’t sound like nothing to me. What’s wrong?”

“Calm down.”

“Don’t tell me to calm down.”

“Okay, okay. I’ll tell you. You really do need to calm down though…and maybe not move around too much.”

“Oh for god’s sake, tell me.”

“Okay. But try to …just don’t move.”

“Shit. What is it? Is it big? Where? Oh God, get it off me.”

“Don’t worry. Just concentrate on keeping still.”

“Easy for you to say, you don’t have a big…What the hell is it?”

“I wouldn’t say big, compared to you, it’s quite little.”

“Please, just get if off.”

“Okay, on the count of three. You ready?”

“Do it.”

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